27 April 2011

NaPoWriMo 27 ~ Language is a Virus

April’s end nears! Thank you for reading my work this month, and for leaving your impressions Beyond the Bozone. Knowing that you read and appreciate some of my pieces brings me joy. If you blog, you know.

I created today’s piece while playing with the phrase generator at Language is a Virus. I wrote four short phrases as instructed, and synonyms for the phrases. Then I cut and pasted it all in a word document and was left with this piece; the process is interesting. There is no next time is for my friend David Arnott, who died last December. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

there is no next time

a truck’s cackle shuffles off white flesh falling into ashtalk and smokedust to dustpulverized soulcrumble into nothingdissipate down eternity’s highwaythere is no next time

"talk and smoke / dust to dust" haunts me - that talk is like smoke. The spareness of the language is heady - open to interpretation - and yet well conveying your feeling of loss. I'm sorry for the loss of your friend.